Zhao Feichen tilted his head, spewed out two front teeth, and his mouth was full of blood.

"Zhuzi!" Zhao Hongzheng was furious, stretched out his hand to grab the air, grabbed a golden bowl, and put it on Zhang Yuanqing.

Zhang Yuanqing was prepared early in the morning, and a purple-gold hand cannon appeared in his hand, with a total length of 30 centimeters and a thick and long muzzle.

He happened to take you to test the gun. He held the gun with one hand, aimed at the golden bowl, and pulled the trigger.

The purple electric snake at the muzzle jumped, spit out a purple ball lightning the size of a fist, and rushed into the golden bowl with a howl.

"boom!"

The ball lightning exploded in the golden bowl, directly destroying this level 6 item, and violent shock waves swept all directions with high temperature.

Boom boom boom!

The masks on Zhao Hongzheng's body were shattered one after another, and the jade ring finger, necklace he was wearing, and the khaki beads he had just grabbed were all blown into powder one after another.

The thunderstorm cannon in Zhang Yuanqing's hand quickly turned into a round shield after ejecting a ball of lightning. He bent down and blocked his body and Zhao Feichen behind him.

The shock wave containing lightning exploded in the small room, and the shock wave swept across all directions.

Zhang Yuanqing groaned, unable to stand still, sat on Zhao Feichen's buttocks, and heard painful groans coming from under him.

Electric snakes were shot out from the surface of the impacted round shield, trying to bounce off the enemy, but there were no enemies in front.

At the same time, a dim purple light glowed on the outer edge of the round shield, which was the energy it accumulated after absorbing the attack energy.

On the walls and shelves of Lian Sanyue's small store, patterns were all lit up, blocking the shock wave and high temperature after the ball lightning exploded, so no flames ignited.

After a few seconds, everything was calm.

Zhao Hongzheng was sitting slumped on the ground, his skin was scorched black with blood red, and half of his left arm was blown off.

He stared at Zhang Yuanqing in shock, anger and bewilderment, "You, you want to kill me?"

Fuck it, it turned out that the thunderstorm cannon was the most powerful, it was so dangerous that it almost sent him away Zhang Yuanqing was terrified, but happy.

With the Thunderstorm Cannon, he has the hole card for three Jedi counterattacks.

At this time, Zhao Feichen was already dying, and only half of his breath was left.

Zhang Yuanqing held the shield and said coldly:

"So what if I kill you! Your surname Zhao barks in front of me and wants to leave after slapping your ass? Get out now!"

Zhao Hongzheng's face twitched a few times, he stood up with difficulty, staggered towards the outside of the store, and ordered in a deep voice to his subordinates who were knocked down by the explosion:

"Take the young master away."

Several men in black who were not light in weight struggled to get up, carefully avoided Zhang Yuanqing, lifted Zhao Feichen whose life was hanging by a thread, and hurried away.

As soon as the Zhao family left, there was a strong wind blowing outside, and then the raindrops fell, soaking the road outside the store and splashing misty rain and fog.

Lian Sanyue stood in front of the cash register intact, tsk tsk said:

"Props in two forms? It really is the best, um, Zhao Feichen's guess must be right, this is still a regular prop."

"Barely counted, but not a particularly strong rule." Zhang Yuanqing said modestly, and quickly put away the props. JrNovels.com